Jiang Xueyang stabbed out with a sword, and the celestial phenomena immediately changed, and the wind and clouds surged.

Although I have long known that practitioners with profound Taoism have the ability to call the wind and rain, today is the first time I have seen it with my own eyes. This sword carries the wind and rain, and the entire Doumu Yuanjun Temple Square is shrouded in wind and rain.

Jiang Xueyang took action not to attack, but to create momentum. Only after the wind and rain were formed, her swordsmanship would be more powerful and even more unpredictable.

"The thunder of glory is led by sword!" Lu Chun recited a spell in the face of the wind and rain that was coming.

The next moment, the dark clouds immediately sounded thunder.

Although Jiang Xueyang's wind and rain were very moving, it was obviously weak compared to the thunder thunder and thunder summoned by Lu Chun. The rain was messy and the wind was covered by all the thunder.

As thunders thunders roared, the rain became weaker and weaker, and the wind became increasingly unheard.

Before the two officially fought, the winner was decided.

When the actual battle was fought, Jiang Xueyang was killed by the thunder power attracted by the Sanwu Shuangxiong Sword and had no power to fight back, and could only use the wind power to use his body skills to avoid in a hurry.

Jiang Xueyang probably never had such a mess in his life, and he didn't dare to fight against Lu Chun even if he beat him. But she had no intention of admitting defeat. She was obviously like a lonely leaf in the wind and rain, but she still insisted on the branches and refused to wither.

It is said that if you lose someone, you will lose someone. Jiang Xueyang may lose someone in this battle. The wind and rain were originally intended to increase the power of the sword technique, but now it is all hit Jiang Xueyang himself. His long hair is messy and his snow-white Taoist robe is soaked, which is very indecent.

The more embarrassed she was, the less she was in a hurry to decide the winner. He had the intention to step on others, so he naturally hoped that Jiang Xueyang would lose as badly as possible.

With another loud crack, the lightning suddenly shone.

Jiang Xueyang had just avoided the surging thunder in front of her. The next moment, Lu Chun appeared behind her like a ghost, and cut off the back of her Taoist robe with a casual sword.

The Taoist robe is a robber, and the hem is cut off and exposed indecent parts. This is no longer a fight, but a naked person is humiliating.

The Quanzhen Sect was indignant, but Jiang Xueyang proposed this battle first. As long as she refused to admit defeat and withdraw, no one could say anything for her.

The madman and Lu Chun do not look like a cultivator at all. I don’t know which Gao Xiang he burned, but actually condensed his soul.

I was furious when I saw it, but I could only watch it. The thunder in the field was surging, and the stone slabs on the ground were broken by Lei Li. If I rushed up and died, I would undoubtedly have rushed forward.

"It's just this little thing, I want to stand up for you, I'm so stunning." The Taoist nun beside me sneered and spoke.

At first I felt that her figure was very familiar. I only realized who she was when I heard her speak.

I looked around nervously and found that the audience was paying attention to the battle between Jiang Xueyang and Lu Chun at this time, and then asked in a low voice: "Why are you here?"

"I banned my divine thoughts in the forbidden step I gave you. I felt it when Lu Chun made things difficult for you at the beginning." said Yu Huan.

"Are you not afraid of being exposed in so many people in the Taoist sect?" I asked.

"What, now you are not nervous about your master, you are starting to nervous about me? So what if it is exposed? If the answer to the mystery of the Nine Dragon Cave is not opened, the Heavenly Master Mansion will not attack me."

"I didn't know before, but now there is a Lu Chun in the realm of the soul. You shouldn't take risks with you."

"The devil ancestors fought against the twelve heavenly masters back then, and the mere souls were just ants." Yu Huan said coldly.

"What you are talking about is the era of the Gods a long time ago. There is no magic master in the modern world, and you are not the Pojun of the past. You have also seen Lu Chun's combat power. You are not his opponent. Go back, while no one has discovered you yet." I looked at her sincerely and persuaded.

"Even if I am not Pojun of the past, how do you know that I can't beat him?"

"My master is so powerful that he is suppressed by Lu Chun, and he has no power to fight back. No matter how talented his master is in the realm of the Pure Land, he is not a match for the soul." The soul of the Dharma-Ending Age is difficult to condense, and the beauty of the world is all thanks to the tears of the mermaids.

"Do you know why I have to spend seven days to refine the mermaid tears?" As if seeing through my thoughts, Yuan suddenly asked me this question.

"Why?" I asked.

"The consciousness is hidden among the seven souls. It takes at least seven days to replace the consciousness with the soul. I admit that Lu Chun is very strong, but it is not within my concern. The real killing move of the Tianshi Mansion is not him. You underestimated me and the Tianshi Mansion."

My wife said so much that I was shocked.

I always thought she was just a cultivation level in the Pure Land, but I didn't expect that she had condensed her soul before Lu Chun. Now I felt relieved. I was worried that Lu Chun would make things difficult for her in advance.

However, I don’t understand that there are other killing moves in the Heavenly Master Mansion. Will there be people who will surpass the realm of the Yuanshen in the Dharma-Ending Age?

"The winner is about to be decided, and the old guys in the Tianshi Mansion should come back to their senses. I'm leaving, do you want to be with me? It's been a few days since the next Yuan Dynasty, and I don't want you to have something to do at this critical moment."

"I will not go with you before the next Yuan Dynasty. Even if I am that person, I will not go with you now." I said.

"You already know who the person I want to bet on?" Yu Wu asked with a burning look at me.

"Seven Killings, the thief who disrupts the world."

...

The wife left.

She came by chance and left quietly. No one noticed that she had been here from beginning to end.

The battle in the center of the square is coming to an end. Jiang Xueyang's true qi is about to be exhausted. Now she is struggling to support it with her willpower.

The Taoist robe was broken, and even the free hair scarf was cut off by Lu Chun with his sword energy. His disheveled hair was not as elegant as a Taoist sect, just like a female madman.

Thinking of her sentences that night, she ordered the Yin soldiers to retreat, and was shocked by my back with one step or one foot. Today, Jiang Xueyang fell to the ground from the sky.

And all this is because she stands out for me...

Seeing Jiang Xueyang in such a embarrassing situation, Lu Chun was satisfied and began to prepare for the end.

Everyone present is staring at his movements now, and even the head of Longhu Mountain's eyes are flashing. Jiang Xueyang has no intention of admitting defeat until now. She looks like she is unwilling to admit defeat unless she falls to the ground.

"I still refuse to admit defeat?" Lu Chun asked.

"I, Jiang Xueyang, never know how to write words."

"Okay. I will use the last sword to you. If you can avoid this battle, it will be a draw. If you unfortunately die, don't blame me for Lu Chun for being ruthless."

Lu Chun's last sentence resounded throughout the audience, which was a warning and a declaration.

The meaning is very clear. Jiang Xueyang insisted on refusing to admit defeat, and even if any accident happened, it had nothing to do with him, Lu Chun.

"Xueyang, come back." As soon as Lu Chun finished speaking, the head of Quanzhen Sect immediately shouted loudly to Jiang Xueyang.

The disciples of Quanzhen Sect also looked at her with tears in their eyes.

Since she has been traveling around the world, she has made a lot of contributions to the Quanzhen Sect and has also brought fame and respect to the Quanzhen Sect.

If she falls because of this battle or her heart of Tao is collapsed, the Quanzhen Sect will no longer have her own world for a long time to come.

There are few Taoist girls, and it is even rare for Taoist nuns as young and beautiful as Jiang Xueyang. In private, many disciples of Quanzhen Sect admire her.

"Lu Chun, that's the end. All the fellow Taoists saw the battle between you, but the result was self-evident." The head of Longhu Mountain spoke.

"The Heavenly Lord of the Great Blessings, follow the oral instructions of the head sect."

Although Lu Chun was arrogant, he could tell that he still respected this sect very much.

The battle ended here.

Lu Chun showed the horror of the realm of the soul, while Jiang Xueyang failed miserably, but he tenaciously supported her until the end. Not only did he not lose, but he instead made people respect her more.

Seeing Lu Chun withdraw, everyone also began to walk back to the hall with the head of Longhu Mountain. At this moment, someone noticed a problem. The clouds in the sky did not dissipate, and the raindrops were still drizzling.

This wind and rain was originally summoned by Jiang Xueyang. The wind and rain are still there, which means she still wants to continue fighting. Looking at Jiang Xueyang again, she is still standing in the center of the square, and the Zhai dipping mage sword in her hand has not been put away.

"What does Fellow Daoist Jiang mean?" The head of Longhu Mountain had already walked to the gate of the hall. After realizing that the wind and rain had not yet been settled, he turned around and asked.

"Haha, the winner is not decided. I will be over if Lu Chun insults me?" Jiang Xueyang said with a smile.

"So, what does Jiang Xingzhu mean?" The head of Longhushan frowned.
Chapter completed!